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Chapter 3: You saved me

'For now it's not sure how she is..' he avoided eye contact. It was better like that because I felt tears coming up.
I knew it was a bad idea but I had to see her. I climbed out of the bed. A sudden sharp pain pulled me back.
'You need to lay down.' Shawn said softly.
The tears streamed down my face.
'You don't get to decide that! I have to see her.'
He wiped away the tears but I shove him off.
'That doesn't bring back my mom.' I said with a shaky voice. 
I held his hand when I shove it away. I pulled him close to me and softly cried on his shoulder.
'I don't know what would have happened if you weren't there.'
He shushed me and wiped my hair out of my face.
I tried to stay strong and said: 'You should post a picture on Instagram. A picture of us.'
'Are you sure?' He asked gently and he stroke his thumb on my hand.
I nodded. 'One hundred percent.'
He took his phone out of his pocket and set the camera ready to take a selfie. I give him a kiss on his cheek and at the exact same moment he took the picture.
I logged in to Instagram on my own phone. Apparently mom had it with her when she came to pick me up.
I searched the picture and read the caption:

Thank god our paths crossed I couldn't bare the thought of another young life being taken away from us too soon.

I am glad I found you, not exactly how I hoped but I found you! I hope you get better soon Amelia xx

A weak smile played on my lips and I left a comment on his picture: 

I will get better soon and we can get to know each other better xx

I posted the comment and saw Shawn smiling at his phone. He lifted his head and stared at me.
The next days went by slowly but Shawn stayed with me all the time. He never left my side.
On Friday morning the doctors said I could leave hospital but I wanted to stay the night with mom. She hadn't woken up since the accident and I started losing hope.
The next morning the news came in when Shawn and I had fallen asleep in the waiting room. Even though I knew what was coming the words hit me like hell.
'I am so sorry to say this but your mother has passed away.'
Tears came but I didn't held them in. They dropped down my cheeks. The salty taste got into my mouth and I licked it away.
Shawn came to me and wrapped his arms around my small body. I softly cried against his shirt, leaving a wet mark on it.
He placed his lips on my forehead and whispered some comforting words.
'I'm so alone. How will I live without her.'
Shawn stroke my hair down and said: 'It's definitly not the same but you've got me. I'll be here with you through it all. I promise.'
He cupped my face and stared me straight in the eyes.
'You're coming with me to the hotel I'm staying. I won't let you go home all alone.' His beautiful brown eyes looked worried but somehow strong.
'Thank you, Shawn.' I whispered and clawed my hand in his shirt.
He let me climb on his back and we walked to the hotel. It wasn't that far but I couldn't walk that good, something hit me in my back when I fell on my head. 
A bloody wound was left in my back.
Shawn placed me on the hotel bed.
'It's weird to ask, but can you help me with cleaning the wound on my back?' I asked without looking at him.
'Of course.'
I tried to pull off my shirt but it hurted too much. Shawn immediately came to help me.
I feel that I was blushing.
'You're beautiful!' He whispered in my air as I felt his fingertips tingling on my bare skin.
I looked over my shoulder and saw him blushing too.
He stood right behind me. With his strong arms around me and his face in my neck
'You saved me.' I said quietly.